It is about 7-8 years back…when I was staying in my previous posh locality…where some missionaries used to come…to spread there culture among the people. It was always a troop of about 10-12 people. More girls & only 3-4 males…It was this particular groups very second visit here.
All the females were with good heights…about 5’6” to 5’9”, very gud health…One of them was Sweata 5’9” about 67 kgs. Very white..looked gud in local Salwar kameej...& used to look most attractive among them.
Quiet often whenever we came across we looked at each others.
Many a times we crossed each others from the opposite directions of the road & eye at each others when most of the times she was along with her troop.
Also many a times I used to see their butts resting on the steel rails of the gallery on their fourth floor rented flat …from side lane of my grounds level residence which was situated just about 3-4 apartment side ways from their apartment. We always knew each others presence very well…specially when I used to come on my terrace at the late mornings around 10 am or at early evenings at around 5 pm for a stroll (mainly to look at them) …& found their heads also turning back at me after they had some discussion among themselves…I liked Sweata’s butts the most amongst them.
This day when I was about to cross them again from the other side of the road…Suddenly I got a surprise call from them…. “Hello there. Can we talk for a while pl!” Though shocking but not as much of shocking u may b thinking as I knew something special going in minds from our both ends…& probably they cud not hold it any more now & finaly might have pre- planned to ask me whenever I cross them next... So they were more mentally prepared than me at-least for today. .
“May I know what is it please?” I replied coming down sideways in my side of the road..
I saw two gals amongst them crossing the road & coming to my side…I saw Sweata kept standing at her place along with other members of her troop & trying to gauge the proceedings interestingly that is going to kick-off between us…the other two gals standing on her side also started staring at us, All of their arms folded & tied on one another over their chests…trying to gauge interestingly the proceedings going on my side of the road.
“May we know ur good name please?” One of the gals amongst the two asked me.
“Nick name Rohit…Gud name Atanu” wasting no time I replied quickly...feeling curious. but back of mind knowing some very special talk is going to happen between us now.
“Good name” quick came the reply.
“Listen” one gal went more sideways in the road as if she is going to Ask something very Special to me aking me along with her,
& next she said carefully …“See we r in India since quite some time …as we r seeing each others quiet some time by now…We had invented so many things here…nice ppl…nice hosts…but my friend Sweata there…” she pointed out towards the tall gal on the other side of the road with whom I was eying since the day She had arrived here…She was about 67 kgs..tall 5’9” against my 5’8” & then 61 kgs…(now 63kgs)… the gal went ahead…“She wants to taste an Indian Guy” She said casualy…
As if something pounced on my lungs all of a sudden…but I was not completely surprised...as with my eyeing experience with her….I cud guess what exactly we cud have desired out of each others…but can this be so bold & come up on lips so fast…w/o even spoken or knowing each other well from close…& to happen in actual…m baffled ..out of my dream of my imaginations…blood started gushing to my heart with a great speed.
but trying to control my gush of blood I managed to ask, “What kind of taste she wants out of me?” my lungs pounding largely & beating hard.
& then came the reply which I was already imagining, “She wants to wrestle an Indian Guy…& She choosed you for the same!”
As if the ground shifted beneath my feet’s even though the same kind of thing was already in my mind with my eyeing experience with her. She was an inch taller than me & more by about 7-8 kgs…but I can’t say no to her…because this I myself wud have loved in my dreams…& second it wud otherwise look very coward ness on my part…but of-course the first point meant most to me.
Still her Arms were over lapping each other over her Chest…& now She was curiously eyeing at me for my nod.
I Had no chance than to Utter the word “Yes”…& on looking at my lips & eyes as if she took a big heave…& she got what she wanted as if she swallowed a big heave down her throats! Don’t know what made it so much interesting to her.
The wrestling was scheduled on the Ist floor of the 1 storey posh house beside my family doc Dr. Bose’s s house.
All her fellow Country ppl here had to accompany her during the fight…but m not supposed to call any of my local ppl here…so that there’s no hooliganism or disturbances…& we cud play well …but she was very fond to fight in front of her group of friends…both the Idea’s I too liked …which she asked me later Why?...I said Why as I wud simply love It . ..& she also liked my approach very much.
So after two days at 10.3 a.m.we r finaly here on the venue for the final wrestling…last two nights I cudn’t sleep well imagining what sud b my strategies against her…but don’t know about her sleep…but never cud understand why she choose to wrestle only me…may b she liked me…We All took the stair cases towards the 1st floor together…She was always besides me while we were getting up the stair cases…wearing the same kind of long Salwar kameej same as she wore that day when the deal was struck on behalf of her with me…She was looking in very h’ppy & in gorgeous mood…there was also a sweater hanging around her right Arm which she didn’t wore..
It was a posh beautiful room….which was kept totally vacant for the fight…with gud amount of natural sun light in…both the doors were kept closed later…just before the wrestling started. She handed her sweater to one of her friends…as we both came down to a typical white wrestling type of pajamas…feets were already bare by now.
All took there places with their backs on the wall…with their arms folded on each another on their chests…as we came in the middle in front of each other for the final go …I tried to analyse her front thigh first….which is so close to me now…
“best of luck” She said to me &… bended her head down for the final wrestling.
I dint utter back any words …& she probably excused me sensing the kind of tension m going through.
She first laid her long left Arm forward & invited me to start the wrestling by grabbing it..
I grabbed it, the wrestling began.
I tried to fix my right heel behind her’s twice…& felt the hardness of her heels.
bringing herself in she quickly head locked me from sides.
I too head locked her from sides tightly.
Both trying to dip each others down heavily.
Fighting we fell on the back door with big bangs…fighting heavily on the door…boring big wrestling sounds on same…
The onlookers paved the way as we moved sideways grabbing each others gee (collars here) like two seasoned Judoka’s finaly moving in the middle…She was trying to flip me via her legs…hers legs were heavy…I had no chance I came down on my knees first…she also with her heavy body came down very strongly trying to take me down on the floor on my back…what a fight…it was no chance with her heavier body & she got me down… “Lock him. Lock him well” came the first shout…Her ass was heavier…she was trying to web a heavier grip…I locked her very tightly in my legs… “Lock him. Lock him Sweata.” As she was trying to be more tighter…
But the woes came their way as after a considerable amount of struggling somehow I managed to get on her top.
She moved quickly…& both double head locked with each other a bit more quickly than cud have been expected.
M trying to open her ankle lock over my neck with my both hands…
She moved her wider ass a lil bit more forward…& tried to get a more better position.
“EHHH” I Sigh.
“EHHH” She too Sighs.
Both locked completely.
“Get him Get him Sweata Get him” All the pampering coming in her favour…her hooking was also very strong on my neck.
I can do a lil bit of cheating by twisting her ankles…but I may b in graver problem as she wud also be starting twisting mine…then I cud b nowhere…She bought her ass more closer…Our ass holes very near…
She tried to roll her Ass so that our assess move upwards in the air.
This happened. Legs still strongly locked over each other’s neck from back.
She with her heavier weight somehow broke herself out…& quickly tried to lift my left foot for a crab boston.
I can feel her her big ass ramping my ass beneath hers’s.
But as I struggle she can’t sit constant as our ramped ass’s slips sideways together.
I try to free my leg…thinking she wud not manage…she rotates…& turns her head towards me…& holds my neck tightly from front…as if for a camel ride next…crushing my chest on the floor… …her breasts crushing my back…they r so soft…but how can they dominate me like this now….may be their legs & the total body below their waist are always better than the boys…also her weight is 7-8 kgs more than me.
Her body is trying to pin me down.
But I was also fighting well…trying to raise my hips up.
She was trying to hang on…
& don’t know how I pulled her down off my back…
I was trying to sit on her waist & tie her right wrist under my left knee…
There now was a pin drop silence in the room…as I started dominating a bit all a sudden.
I was also struggling as unable to cope with her heavier weight.
She struggled to free & I cud not manage…& she struggled to get herself on top again.
“Bitch” I slang.
“C’mon..match with me in strengths”
“I will.”
“Best of luck” As she was pressing me down heavily under her hips…trying to pin my hands up.
“Leave it” as one of her friends came forward.
“Pl don’t come in between” She urged.
“Don’t come in between” I too was not behind.
“Giving up?” She asked me.
I dint reply…means the fight to continue…she was on my chest…
I applied my full strength & struggled & she cud not manage as I pulled her down…Our Shins locked…
“Giving up?” I ask in revenge.
Both pressing each others neck hard in hands.
Finaly I succumb…& she comes out as winner with her more weight on me.
She comes out beneath me…gives me hand to stand up… “Its ok…don’t feel it otherwise, it happens” she tries to balm me.
“No its alright” I say.
“Gud but I kno it hurts”
“Sweata will u fight me again?” as I stood up.
“Ohhh no” One of her friends sighs.
“Cmon if u Say” Sweata again ties her waist with her chunni.
We wrestled again.
Again the same result.
This time Sweata was on top.
At last all went away…Giving us the well decorated bed room to share kept for the purpose…
Only Sweata & me in the house…our eyes not willing to move from each others on the bed…It was a gr8 time.
“OHH…Sweata”
“OHH…Rohit (Atanu)”
Its been six years now…I still remember Sweata…but don’t know her whereabouts at all…but still she is in my heart.
END!
